To mene playing cards or ek jan ko de diya.N dusri room pe jaa ke so gaya.Bhabi khelene ke bad mere jab aai uuthane to mera galti se unki boobs per ha...h lag gai.Or to my surprise o kuchh nhi boli.Or ek sexy smile de di.Fir mei ghar chala aaya.Uss din mei bas sochta raha.Fir me din raat unki bare me sochta raha.Subah brush karne ke tym unki windows pe dekh ta tha. Or o apni saree ki pallu thoda khisak deti thi.Aisa hi kuchh din chalta raha.Ek din ki baat hei. Me apni ghar me koi ek karan ke liye. "Can I use my hands?" she asked"Huh?" Can I use my hands to, you know, get it out?" she explained.I laughed. "Yes, you may, though I might just tie them behind your back sometime for the fun of it!"Blushing, she reached in and freed my semi-stiff cock. She took the opportunity to examine it closely until I cleared my throat to remind her why she was there. With an impish little giggle, she slipped the swollen purplish head into her mouth.Not knowing how long she could stay there, or how long I. She scooted as close to me as she could get and then she put her arm around me and started to nibble on my ear as her other hand was slipping inside my shirt..touching, teasing my nipple, flicking it with her fingertip, pinching it gently. Ohh myyyy, she then unbuttoned my shirt down to my stomach and as soon as she pushed my shirt out of her way, I felt her hot hungry mouth biting my nipples, hungrily toying with them...teasing me. I quickly pulled to the side of the road when she suggested. And she still looked great in nice things at the old age of 37. ‘And Julian? Does he appreciate that you wear nice things for him?’ ‘Yes. I mean I think so. He doesn’t really mention it often.’ He was running his thumbs across my nipples. Yikes! They would be erect by now, I could feel it. The polka dot bra was pretty sheer and my nipples really respond easily. John popped the bra cups over my tits without bothering to unfasten it from behind. He leaned in from behind and with his arms around.